self-translation 2
[horror]
tonight
(black rag to
no dish)
mildewed lilies
in a convulsive
yellow
beget blowflies.
over Baghdad
they flow,
those unruffled crows.
we all have deaf eyes.
but - here's a secret -
these verses don't leave us
less wicked.
tonight
(black rag to
no dish)
mildewed lilies
in a convulsive
yellow
beget blowflies.
over Baghdad
they flow,
those unruffled crows.
we all have deaf eyes.
but - here's a secret -
these verses don't leave us
less wicked.
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